How many times does a normal person have to die in the world of cultivation?

Cheng Tai suddenly laughed "Hahahahaha..." like a madman.

Li Xiaoxiao's expression remained unchanged, he calmly pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Is it too late to use mental illness?"

Cheng Tai said: "He deserves to die. He should have died long ago."

"Who are you referring to? 54-year-old Yu Binhong or 35-year-old Zeng Pengyi?"

"They all deserve to die."

Li Xiaoxiao stood up and felt that he should not waste time on this person. He was a murderer who enjoyed the pleasure of killing. It would not be an exaggeration to shoot him immediately.

"Is Lawyer Li leaving now?"

"if not?"

"Would you like to hear why they all died?"

Li Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows. If she were in the past, she would probably have nightmares if she saw the "aura" of murderers. Now, the so-called "aura" of these murderers is not enough in her eyes.

Putting the information into the briefcase, leaving only pen and paper, he sat down again and said, "My time is limited, and your time to tell your story is also limited. I hope you will keep your story short and finish it all at once. Thank you for your cooperation."

"Hehehe... Do you know why I just want you to stay?"

Li Xiaoxiao didn't ask in reply, he just opened his notebook and pen, with a "Speak quickly" attitude on his face.

"Because you are brave enough."

"There are many people who are bolder than me."

"No, you have never been afraid since you first met me, and you are even more calm today."

"I thought you were complimenting me, thank you. Can we get to the point now? Why did you want to kill Yu Binhong? According to the investigation, you two have nothing in common."

"Really?" Cheng Tai's rhetorical question was full of ridicule, which obviously showed that the police were not doing their job well.

"Oh, so you know each other, how do you know me?"

Cheng Tai ignored Li Xiaoxiao's question again, his eyes began to pull away, as if he had entered another time and space.

His thin lips opened and closed and began to talk about his past.

Li Xiaoxiao could only listen patiently.

"Do you know the execution ground here?"

Li Xiaoxiao naturally didn't know and shook his head.

He continued: "When I was in junior high school, I lived in a building nearby. The rent in that building was probably very cheap because it was close to the execution ground, so my mother rented it here.

The execution ground was surrounded by barbed wire, and a tree as high as the third floor was planted inside. The tree was green all year round, and I didn’t know what it was called.

Every winter, the tops of the trees are covered with white snow, but it soon melts when the sunlight comes out and turns into rain, dripping. "

Li Xiaoxiao held the pen in her hand, but did not move because she didn't know which one was the key.

“Through the window of my room, I can still peek into the jungle shelter to see scenes of the execution ground.

The execution time is usually in the morning, so I will get up very early, just to vaguely see those people struggling but unable to struggle. As the gunshots sound, people will fall to the ground, and the bullets will not be missed. . "

Li Xiaoxiao seemed to understand why this person became a pervert. In this environment, it was difficult to maintain the awe of a normal person.

“Ever since I moved here and found this out I’ve been expecting it every day, expecting the sound of bullets going off.

But there are really not many people sentenced to death. Only occasionally can I hear the sound of gunshots. The bullets in the gunshots seem to pass through my Tianling Cap. In addition to the buzzing in my ears, even my head is buzzing. "

Li Xiaoxiao is now sure that this person is showing signs of perversion at this time. Environment is really important to people. No wonder Meng's mother moved three times.

"Lawyer Li thinks there should be housing near the execution site?" Cheng Tai suddenly asked.

Li Xiaoxiao also grew up in this city, but he had never even heard of a place like the execution ground before, let alone its location.

However, the neighborhood is really not suitable for people to live in. I don’t know what the developers think. There are probably many unfinished buildings nearby.

However, this was not the reason for his crime. Li Xiaoxiao just said coldly: "There are so many people living in that building, and they may not all have the same problem as you."

So you still find some problems within yourself: "Besides, your mother definitely doesn't know that you get up so early every day to peek at the execution ground to see if there are any executions.

If she knew..."

"She knows." Cheng Tai interrupted Li Xiaoxiao.

Li Xiaoxiao choked and said unconvinced: "Why?" She didn't believe there was such a mother in the world.

"Because she was the one who asked me to watch it from the beginning."

Li Xiaoxiao: ...What kind of mother is this?

This is a disease!

Li Xiaoxiao suddenly began to sympathize with the thin and gentle man in front of him.

For the first time, Cheng Tai's face showed an expression other than indifference, with a hint of complexity.

"Hearing this, you must think she is a psycho!"

Li Xiaoxiao didn't answer, but he thought so in his heart.

"But she's doing it for my own good."

Li Xiaoxiao listened quietly because she didn't know how to express her sigh.

"When I was a child, I was clever and clever, and my academic performance was very good, so I was loved by everyone.

But I changed in the third grade and started to like bullying others.

At first, they just hit, kicked, or tore off each other's homework and books, and finally smashed the person into the hospital with a stool.

My parents' mouths hurt when they apologized, they lost a lot of money, and the teacher didn't like me.

Every time he did something wrong, he was beaten severely, and then his parents quarreled.

Finally they divorced because of my different educational philosophies.

I follow my mother. "

"And you moved here?"

Cheng Tai shook his head: "My mother felt that people who were close to red were red and those who were close to ink were dark, so we initially moved near the education building.

People there think about how to improve their academic performance every day.

But this only made me more irritated, and I even got worse and started stealing things from shops.

Once when I was caught red-handed, the boss wanted to send me to the police, but my mother knelt down on the spot, and then she paid the money and settled the matter.

Later I was expelled from school because I injured someone with a knife.

But the knife didn't have time to penetrate.

My mother cried very sadly, but she didn't give up on me.

Still relying on connections, he wanted to send me back to school. "

"What did you do next?"

"My mother found me killing animals in my room, so I decided to move here."

"Why?" Li Xiaoxiao couldn't understand that a normal mother would put her child in such an environment.

"She told me that there was a place of execution over there, and that this was the final result of embarking on the path of crime."

Li Xiaoxiao understood. He wanted to use reality to educate this child who seemed to be anti-human. Although the method was a bit extreme, the starting point was good. Unexpectedly, it awakened the devil in Cheng Tai's heart.

"She placed several pots of copper money grass outside my window sill. The copper money grass is easy to grow and only needs to be watered every day.

Every day when I stared at the execution ground, she would lower her head and water the copper money grass, hoping that it would grow lusher.

In her pleadings, which she nodded and bowed again and again, even kneeling down on her knees, she finally moved the principal of a school. I enrolled again.

This time I was very good, and my classmates didn't know my past, so they got along very happily with me.

My academic performance was even among the best.

My mother was very happy, thinking that all the hardships had come to an end. She just wanted me to study, find a good job, get married and have children like a normal person.

But I don’t know that I live in pain every day.

Since she doesn't let me abuse small animals and hurt others, then I can only hurt myself.

Poke yourself with a ballpoint pen and make small holes in your thighs one after another. It will hurt and bleed, but it will not kill you. Then wipe with disinfectant. "

Li Xiaoxiao felt his teeth were a little sore just listening to it.

"Or you can use a knife to move around on the skin. The sharp knife will make white marks on the skin, and blood will flow out with a little force."

Well, this guy does have a disease, maybe depression in addition to being anti-social.

"Remember what I said about bullying my classmates in third grade?"

"The one who was kicked and punched by you tore up his homework, and finally was thrown into the hospital by you with a stool."

"You have a good memory." Cheng Tai praised, probably to make sure that Li Xiaoxiao was not trying to deal with him but was really listening. He continued: "Actually, I have no grudge against him. The one who has grudge against me is his father. "

Li Xiaoxiao: ...under what circumstances would a classmate's father have a grudge against me?

It stands to reason that there will be no intersection.

"Do you know Yu Binhong and Zeng Pengyi?" he asked suddenly.

Li Xiaoxiao moved his hot buttocks.

According to the information on the profile, he replied: "Yu Binhong is self-employed. He works diligently every day and gets along well with his neighbors. 'Helpful' and 'good old man' are other people's labels for him." The meaning is obvious. Look, You killed a good man.

"As for Zeng Pengyi being imprisoned for child molestation." You did a good thing, but you can't say this.

Li Xiaoxiao turned his head several times, his eyes suddenly changed, and he looked at Cheng Tai in disbelief.

Cheng Tai also didn't expect that Li Xiaoxiao was so smart. He just gave him a few fragments and the other party connected everything together.

Li Xiaoxiao didn't want to believe what he thought of, so he turned coldly:

"You should understand your mother's good intentions. Obviously you don't have them, otherwise you wouldn't be here now.

He stabbed Yu Binhong to death on the street while he was shopping with his wife and son to buy birthday gifts.

That day was his son's birthday, but now it has become a nightmare for his life.

If it weren't for you, Yu Binhong would not have died, his mother would not have lost him as a son, his wife would not have lost him as a husband, and his son would not have lost him as a father.

After being imprisoned, he still refused to make progress and beat his fellow inmate Zeng Pengyi to death because of an argument.

No matter what the reason is, it cannot be an excuse for you to kill someone. "

"I kill people for no reason. Am I considered insane?"

Li Xiaoxin slandered that he was really sick, but there was no expression on his face: "If your purpose today is to let me help you file a lawsuit for your mental illness, I don't think it's necessary."

"Are you really not a qualified lawyer?" he said.

"Have you finished telling your story? I'll go back first." My mother is still waiting for me to coax her. Why waste time here?

"Lawyer Li, you have seen the truth, why don't you believe yourself?" Cheng Tai asked.

Li Xiaoxiao stood up, ignored him, packed his things, and said before leaving: "Because there is no evidence, everything is empty talk."

Li Xiaoxiao opened the door after finishing her novel, but Cheng Tai did not stop her this time.

Li Xiaoxiao frowned. This case was not what it seemed. There was another story behind the case.

Cheng Tai wanted to tell her this story today. Unfortunately, there was no evidence for this story, so she didn't want to hear it, although she already had a guess.

Seeing Li Shi's brows furrowed, Lao Qian walked out with a cold expression and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What did you say?"

"Nothing, just chatting about his childhood."

"What? He wants us to fight [sympathy war] for him?"

"I think he has decided to die. He doesn't want to do the above. He may want to complain before he dies."

"hope so."

"Do you know Cheng Tai's mother?"

Lao Qian frowned and began to think, and finally affirmed: "There is no direct family member of his in the information so far."

"What about the relatives and neighbors around here?" It stands to reason that the police would have checked it out, but there was no record of this in the information just now.

Lao Qian handed over a document, and Li Xiaoxiao read it while walking, his brows twisted into knots.

"It's actually a gangster?"

A black householder has no household registration book or ID card, let alone checking his past information. Unless he opens his mouth, no one will know.

His current identity is still a fake ID card that he bought for thirty yuan.

Lao Qian drove here and took his car home. He passed by the cake shop and bought two copies, one for his neighbor Aunt Lin and the other for his mother.

I didn't take the key when I went out in the morning, so I rang the doorbell, and it was Aunt Lin who opened the door.

Li Xiaoxiao smiled, embarrassedly handed over the cake in his hand and said, "Sorry to trouble you."

Aunt Lin pushed back, pushed Li Xiaoxiao a little further away from the door, and then whispered: "Did you watch her take medicine?"

Take medicine? What medicine should I take?

Mom is indeed sick.

I heard Aunt Lin say: "I thought she had survived the past few years since she was little, but I didn't expect that she still wouldn't let go."

Li Xiaoxiao's nose felt sour when he heard this, and he almost cried.

"You have to comfort her well. People with depression are like this. It happens over and over again. Please be more patient."

Li Xiaoxiao nodded and forced the cake to her before entering.

She changed her shoes, put the cake on the coffee table, and carefully brought it to the bedroom door. The puppy smelled the smell and came to pick her up, but she nudged it aside.

Perhaps because of the stinky feet, the puppy returned to the kennel obediently.

As soon as he opened the door, the light inside was turned on with a snap, and Li Xiaoxiao narrowed his eyes.

She saw her mother staring at her with an unhappy expression.

Li Xiaoxiao hurriedly stepped forward and held her mother's hand. Looking at the wrinkles on her face, her nose became sore again. Thinking that she could no longer help crying because of her depression, her tears seemed like she had forgotten to close the door. The faucet was running gurglingly.

This shocked Xin Lanru, for no other reason than it was the first time she saw her husband cry. Even when Li Xiaoxiao died, he turned his back to others. Why was he crying so ugly now?

Tears and runny nose broke out.

She shook off Li Xiaoxiao's hand and took a tissue from the side to wipe her nose.

Li Xiaoxiao hugged her so tightly that he almost squeezed the air out of Xin Lanru's chest.

"What's wrong with you?" Xin Lanru couldn't figure out what could cause a grown man to cry like this.

I heard a rich male voice with a crying tone: "Mom! It's really me, I'm Xiaoxiao! I'm your Xiaoxiao!"